Once upon a time...

Dear Lady with three crotchdroppings trying to open the doors to the KUC this morning,
I did not appreciate you DEMANDING me to open the doors. I do not work for MTSU; I was just passing through to check the doors myself to see if I could check my mail. I did not appreciate your huffy attitude when I told you such as if I was lying to you. I also did not want to hear about how your precious "darlings" need to use the restrooms as if I locked the doors on purpose for just that reason. When I calmly explained that there are restrooms in the LRC no more than 100 yards away, I found it rude that you flipped your hair at me and told me that it was entirely TOO FAR to walk. And how dare you ask me to watch your brats while you return to your car to make a phone call. Bitch, I don't like most little kids, and I sure as hell ain't watching your sprogs who all look like they're about to piss themselves while they grab at their crotches and pick their noses. This is unacceptable. The following scenrio should never occur:
Me: *starts to walk to the LRC*
Moo: Where are YOU going?!
Me: I've got work to do. I've got deadlines.
Moo: What could YOU possibly have to do? You're just a student.
Me: *trying not to kill her* Exactly, which means lots of work.
Moo: But who's gonna watch my BAYBEEZ1?! I'm a working mother and it's sooooooo hard!!!!1!
Me: *imitating Tanya* It's not my problem. *walks away while she starts screaming at me then starts screaming at her kids*
I fucking hate you. Go to hell along with your piss-filled children.
No love,
Fender